My day was delicious. Woke up, got outta bed, dragged a comb across my head. Ate some yummy pancakes at Kirby Lane. Moseyed down to Barton Springs, iPod in one hand and a book in the other. Listened to the new Spoon album like 15 times then read for a while till my friend showed up. Went home, made dinner for some friends, and ate outside (the mosquitoes aren't thick yet). Only thing missing was a good practice but I know that sometimes the practice comes in other ways.